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Man is a mistake. He must go.

D. H. Lawrence

What the eye doesn’t see and the mind doesn’t know, doesn’t exist.
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Existence Eyes Mindset See
A little morphine in all the air. It would be wonderfully refreshing for everyone.
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People Wonderful
If only there weren’t so many other people in the world,’ he said lugubriously.
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Alone Himself People
The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.
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Human Oneself Philosophy Soul Thinking
I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.
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Animal Death Feeling Myself See Wild
Give up bearing children and bear hope and love and devotion to those already born.
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Born Children Hope
What one does in one’s art, that is the breath of one’s being. What one does in one’s life, that is a bagatelle for the outsiders to fuss about.
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Art Breathe Life Oneself
The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted.
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Kill Soul
A man could no longer be private and withdrawn. The world allows no hermits.
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Man World
Their words were only accidents in the mutual silence.
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Deep Relationship Silence Word
When I hear modern people complain of being lonely then I know what has happened. They have lost the cosmos.
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Lonely Lost Myself People Space
All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.
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Forever Himself Hope Necessary Past Woman
Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into are awake through years with transferred touch, and go on glowing for long years.
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Hands Life Man Touch Transformation Weakness
That’s how women are with me said Paul. They want me like mad but they don’t want to belong to me.
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Mad Myself Togetherness Woman
Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.
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Death Greatness Human Ourselves Race Tree
Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.
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Company Perfection

Man is a mistake. He must go.

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